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A Sonnet to the Stricken Woman

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By Sara WynnPublished 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 1 min read
A Sonnet to the Stricken Woman
Photo by Javier Allegue Barros on Unsplash

It is Darkness that shapes us, and fondly;

It chisels away at our weaknesses.

But, it is the Light that hugs our edges,

and together, they showcase our beauty.

It is They who cast visions to show us

the craftsmanship of our present Shapeless

and He signs his work with a bent Restless

that answers to nothing but His bloodlust.

Like the Moon, imperfect with Her craters,

and who spends most nights utterly alone,

save distant stars and flighty meteors,

She shines most brightly with a Sun dethroned.

You, too, shall reign over your blackened night

with enough You fueling you to shine.


About the Creator

Sara Wynn

Poetry is my language, and Earth is my playground.

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